Lyrics Pushup!!! - Lazy3x , yvngxchris
(Hey
Fin,
how
long
have
I
been
out?)
(Hello?)
Hello,
I
like
your
music
It's
got
a
nice
beat,
very
nice
His
name
is
yvngxchris
Yvngxchris
This
bitch
in
the
telly,
she's
suckin'
and
passin'
That
bitch
is
an
opp,
what
the
fuck
is
you
askin'
us?
Give
me
the
brain,
like
a
zombie
on
Last
of
Us
I
run
to
the
money,
my
nigga,
I'm
fast
as
fuck
Cash
in
the
bank
and
my
niggas
gon'
add
it
up
Gay
ass
nigga,
he
stay
on
that
faggot
stuff
Said
he
got
money,
that
boy
got
me
crackin'
up
Stay
with
the
Glock,
better
back
it
up
Bitch
keep
talkin',
I'm
just
tryna
fuck,
bitch,
wrap
it
up
Gang
in
this
bitch
and
we
fuckin'
yo
granny
I'm
makin'
these
hits,
bitch,
I
need
a
Grammy
She's
suckin'
my
dick,
nigga,
off
the
xannies
I'm
smokin'
that
pack,
I
ain't
talkin'
fanny
I
nutted
in
her,
man,
I
think
I
need
plan
B
Bitch,
I'm
finna
leave,
this
ho'
can't
stand
me
I'm
makin'
this
superhero,
like
it's
Stanley
(Yeah,
yeah)
Balenciaga,
bitch,
I
make
it
fancy
(Yeah,
yeah)
I'm
lookin'
fancy
(Uh-huh)
Two
guns
on
one
hip,
bitch,
I
feel
like
Tom
Clancy
(Clapped)
He
get
shot
like
a
deer,
so
I
call
him
Bambi
(Wow)
Don't
come
over
'cause
i'm
soundin'
like
Randy,
uh
(Damn)
That
lil'
bitch
can't
stand
me
(Uh-huh)
He
get
shot
with
the
Glock,
you
don't
stop
with
your
planning
Bitch,
I'm
in
the
field
throwing
bullets
like
Manning
I
shoot
with
the
tool,
keep
it
handy
like
Manny
If
that
nigga
bitch,
give
him
Smith,
like
granny
If
he
win,
he
gon'
crust
like
an
apple
He
movin'
his
tongue
'cause
he
like
to
battle
(Wow)
And
whenever
I
rap,
it's
gon'
sound
like
a
paddle
(Damn)
And
I
tell
that
boy,
"Stop
it"
'Cause
I
got
your
thot
on
my
cockpit
(Haha)
Play
her
like
a
game,
then
I
tell
her
to
Bop
It
(Yeah)
And
I'm
switching
these
lanes,
stay
fly
like
a
rocket
And
that
nigga
not
fly,
that
boy
an
ostrich
And
I'm
flexin'
with
Popeye,
bitch,
I
be
flossin'
And
I'm
shootin'
like
Hawkeye,
that
nigga
droppin'
When
I
drop,
it's
a
bullseye,
never
be
floppin'
(Uh-huh)
Like
6iine,
I
put
a
hole
in
his
head
like
a
dolphin
(Yeah)
My
diamonds
on
freeze
shot,
that's
why
I'm
coughin'
If
we
not
finna
box,
you
gon'
be
on
a
coffin
And
this
shit
get
exhaustin',
that's
why
I'm
coughin'
(Hey,
Lazy)
If
that
nigga
talk,
then
I
shoot
her
though
(Haha)
Talkin'
online,
but
that
nigga
don't
do
enough
(Stop)
And
she
givin'
brain,
shawty
stay
on
that
stupid
stuff
(Dummy)
Got
gas
in
the
jacket,
I'm
higher
than
Jupiter
Your
bitch
in
the
back,
I
got
racks
so
she's
doin'
stuff
And
I'm
breakin'
her
back,
shawty
trash
and
I'm
through
with
her
And
she
keep
comin'
back,
I
don't
know
what
to
do
with
her,
uh
Push
up,
uh
(Uh-huh)
Nigga
want
beef,
push
up,
uh
(Uh,
what)
I
got
the
heat,
it's
tucked
(It's
tucked)
He
get
dropped
like
some
lean,
he's
stuck,
uh
He's
sippin'
on
green,
that's
tough
(Lean)
Got
your
bitch
on
my
team,
that's
tough,
uh
(Wow)
Don't
push
up
(Bye)
Money
so
strong,
it
do
push
ups
(Huh)
Bitch,
don't
pull
up
(Skrrt)
You
not
even
my
baby,
don't
pull
up
(Gone)
You
said
that's
your
bitch,
but
I
took
her
(Ha)
In
Phoenix,
I'm
blowin'
like
Booker
(Wow)
(Hey
Fin)
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